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Based on the seminal television program. The last song recorded for the album.

lyrics

The lovebirds do not sit-- they perch
On the porch at their house or the eave of their church
I feel the program is complete
And I am asleep in the catbird seat
As if we were watching some wild show
Where the music is sweet but the temper is low
“Introducing the world’s most dangerous twins”
When one hits the finish, the other begins

Even the incapable cannot avoid suspicion
What seems to be the future is only the transition
To another grade that you can’t make
It’s a dream that’s better had awake

The greyhound's shuffle will reach high tide
And the dirty half dozen gets pumped for the ride
We can watch the fox get off of his rump
And admire the frustration of a pro in “the slump”

We're dancing hogs who twirl so quick
We’ll blur as you watch us with eyes fast and thick
The temperature fluctuates violently
As if refusing to be gauged by mere mercury
We mimic the creatures we try to eclipse
For a face that has anchored a million ships
A vision that’s ancient but feels so fresh
An idolatrous mixture of feathers and flesh